Good Grief!

She hates shopping. I mean Really Hates shopping. She can only do it in 2 hour spells (including travel and parking time) and even then only after two months of psychological preparation for the event. Its painful to watch. Invariably, She has nothing to show for Her efforts. Fortunately, if its shopping for me, then of course, its Girl's Day Out, I get very excited about the unexpected adventure, and we always find something - I am very easily pleased, even if its only temporarily and unrelated to food...

But life has taken a turn for the worse. She had a shopping experience somewhat equivalent to my bathing experiences - enticing and full of promise as the idea takes hold (see above - tail is up, just) but then sadly, the reality... I think you can see what I mean.

So She, who has made several attempts at sewing in the past, under my supervision of course, has decided to sew Her own clothes. Good Grief! At least the blankies She made stayed indoors and could be snuggled on to hide all the mistakes...no need to mention the people who got them are asleep when they used them.

Anyway, believe it or not, off She went and came back with some sewing stuff. She was only gone an hour. She seriously need help because She couldn't understand the instructions on the pattern. She asked Her friend Google what things meant, but Google said "Sigh, maybe you should get a book out the library".

Undaunted, She tried to drag me off to the library on the pretext of a walk, but after I poo'd across the road, I refused to go any further. It's getting pretty steamy these days and I wasn't about to walk on hot coals and She was forced to take me back home and go to the library Herself.

When She got back stuff was strewn all around our library. I tried to hide the pattern, close my eyes and pretend it wasn't happening. But if She's nothing else, She is persistent, determined, optimistic and I hope I don't have to go out with Her if She ever wears what She makes.


But I was proud of Her ignorant resilience in the face of adversity. It took a day, but She managed to pin all the pattern pieces on the material - I tried to help where I could, but tomorrow She is going to seek expert advice before She actually cuts anything up. She went to this store and the lady told her not to buy any of their fabrics just yet until She figured out how to sew something wearable. The lady was very kind and offered to help facilitate the process. The lady has no idea what she's in for...